Wasn't he good? Didn't he listen? Didn't he understand?
Why did Elder Cheney not want him anymore, why...
Chale Cheney cried, struggling in Lilac Serval's embrace, trying to break free from her hands.
He liked Elder Cheney, he liked having breakfast with him, liked holding his hand, liked calling him "Daddy"...
But how could he just say he didn't want him anymore?
Sometimes he was a bit naughty and made Elder Cheney unhappy.
But that didn't mean he could just not want him, throw him away...
How could he throw him away, how could he be so heartless...
"Daddy, Jasy, Daddy..." Chale Cheney cried and struggled in Lilac Serval's arms, crying out hoarsely, "Why don't you want your baby, the baby will be good... I won't spill milk on the floor anymore, I won't watch TV, I won't play too much... The baby will do his homework well... Please don't send baby away, please, please..."
Chale Cheney wept profusely, tears streaming down.
